Knowledge is like water. The purest gives life and the contaminated brings death. I believe in serving the community being a part of it. My community has a history of cultural legacy. The Dawoodi Bohras are the Shiate Ismaili Fatemi Tayyebi Daudi sect of Islam. Long Live Aqamola Syedna Mufaddal Saifuddin (TUS).

Friday, May 04, 2007

Family

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.He said, "Please excuse me, too;I wasn't really watching for you."We were very polite, this stranger and I.We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told,How we treat our loved ones, young and old.Later that day, cooking the evening meal,My son stood beside me very still.When I turned, I nearly knocked him down."Move out of the way," I said with a frown.He walked away, his little heart broken.I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake that night in bed,God's still small voice came to me and said,"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,But the children you love, you seem to abuse.Go and look on the kitchen floor,You'll find some flowers there by the door.Those are the flowers he brought for you.He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,You never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."By this time, I was feeling very small,And then my tears began to fall.I quietly went and knelt by his bed;"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said."Are these the flowers you picked for me?"He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.I love you anyway."I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers,sespecially the blue."

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family ----an unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind this story? Do you know what the word FAMILY means?FAMILY=(F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU!

Not all posts on this blog are my own words. Nor are all articles written by me. The blog is intended serve as my journal and dairy of interesting reading I have enjoyed and want to share. Some write-ups do not have the name of its author, the reason behind it is that I do not know the original source nor the author. If someone knows it they can add it to the comment box.